The eight-to-four promotion round brought unprecedented exciting fights. First, there was a unique and dynamic confrontation, which changed the situation and made the whole audience awe-inspiring. Then the battle started, and the first confrontation between Ming Chengfeng and Cheng Shaojing burst out with excitement.
Fierce sparks of excitement and the enthusiasm of the whole audience were quickly ignited by the vast stick shadows in the sky. Ming Jiachengfeng showed people his powerful side with his exquisite stick skills.
The first to stand up excitedly were all the warriors of the Ming family. The dozens of masters of the Ming family who were located in the front left position were so excited that they could not control their excitement. They stood up and clapped their hands one after another. The dull drum sound sounded from behind the crowd. It was eight people who stood up.
The big man was sweating with his bare back and banging hard. The competition was immediately ignited by the tight drum beat.
"He is worthy of being an outstanding talent of the Ming family. He has such beautiful stick skills." In the crowd, warriors who had reached the Tianwu realm or even higher all looked at Ming Chengfeng with admiration and envy.
Questions and inquiries were heard one after another on the rostrum...
"Old lady, what kind of stick technique is this?"
"What a domineering stick technique. Does the Ming family have a special skill that can beat the enemy?"
All the family heads looked at Feng Rulan one after another. Zhong Wuxiu's expression was completely dull, and his deep worries could not be suppressed. If this stick technique is a secret that has not been passed down by the Ming family, it has not been used in Zhongtian City for nearly a hundred years.
has been demonstrated in his martial arts, how many trump cards does the Ming family have?
Everyone knows Zhong Wuxiu's thoughts. After he left the Ming family, he has been thinking about how to replace him and become the supreme leader of Zhongtian City. He has been planning and arranging for this goal for decades. He is almost familiar with the Ming family.
With everything in mind, he thought that if he mobilized the Zhong family's private army and made careful arrangements to replace the Ming family, it would be possible. However, when he saw this set of stick techniques, Zhong Wuxiu felt for the first time that he was not completely sure.
Feng Rulanyuan looked at the arena with her eyes wide open. She did not have any substantive answers to the inquiries from the family heads. Instead, she said: "No comment," which made the doubts in the arena even more solemn.
After Ming Dongcheng's death, Feng Rulan single-handedly took over all the major and minor affairs of the Ming family. Naturally, she knew the secret code that Dingxin Pavilion sent to her that day in the name of "Feng Jueyu", and for this
In the competition, Feng Rulan had no choice but to pass on two volumes of martial arts to Ming Chengfeng in order to be able to judge the Zhong family in the future. To be honest, Feng Rulan really didn't think highly of these two volumes of martial arts at first, especially the "Wrath Stick"
", the introduction inside was too biased and weird, and it was this weird stick technique that gave Ming Chengfeng the absolute upper hand at the beginning of the competition. How could she not be surprised.
Feng Rulan coughed lightly and glanced at the ranks of the four major aristocratic families on the west side intentionally or unintentionally. The guy who made his husband pass away was nodding frequently and pointing at a seemingly loyal person next to him.
, seemed to be pointing out to them the key points and shortcomings of this set of stick techniques. Immediately, Feng Rulan drew an arc in her heart: Is this boy really a disciple of Wang Jiutong? How come he has so many martial arts treasures? Even if it is handed down from generation to generation.
I'm afraid the Fu Ding family can't come up with a stick technique like the "Angry Stick", right?
"It's a fight." Feng Rulan's doubts for a moment did not allow Feng Rulan to realize the identity of the person who presented the certificate, but she heard the exclamations from around the stands, interrupting Feng Rulan's thoughts.
The eyes returned to the ring, and sure enough, Cheng Shaojing and Ming Chengfeng had already fought. What did not disappoint people was that under the thunderous offensive like a violent storm, Cheng Shaojing was shrouded in the shadow of sticks in the sky, and the round wheel
The knife flew up and down, making it airtight. Even the air armor was so deep and thick that it was extraordinary. But facing the powerful "Wrath Stick", he was like a bamboo raft drifting in the stormy sea.
There is always a possibility of capsizing...
But despite being restrained everywhere, the disadvantage has been fixed, but Cheng Shaojing does not appear to be too flustered. The circular knife is dancing with a lot of light at the same time. Many times, he will use the circular knife to block at the most critical moment.
Even if he encounters the most dense attack with iron rods, he can resolve them one by one with the help of his left hand's claw technique. In the eyes of many people, Cheng Shaojing's tricks are so powerful that he is in the true divine martial realm.
However, a master can see that no matter how sophisticated Ming Chengfeng's stick skills are, it is still too difficult to deal with Cheng Shaojing.
In particular, Cheng Shaojing's speed was too erratic, like a ghost walking through the shadows of the heavy sticks. Every time he narrowly avoided the iron rod or pulled it away with skill, it scared people into cold sweats. However,
From the beginning to the end, he did not suffer any substantial damage at all. Instead, he was approaching Ming Chengfeng step by step under the fierce wind and rain.
"What a scary boy, he is so thoughtful." Gongyang Yu is one of the few masters, because he completely integrated the powerful medicinal properties of Dihuang Dan three days ago, and his cultivation has reached the second level of Shenwu.
environment, otherwise he would not be able to see the key point.
"Well, Ming Chengfeng is having a hard time fighting right now, how could Cheng Shaojing become so powerful?" Feng Jueyu frowned and watched every move on the ring, writing down the changes in Cheng Shaojing's moves one by one.
, and then unified and detailed analysis, we came to the initial conclusion, that is, the demon's skills are inherently powerful and durable. That is to say, when ordinary humans like Cheng Shaojing face the powerful offensive of the angry stick,
The warrior simply cannot maintain strong endurance from beginning to end. At least after more than thirty moves, he will be out of breath and need to readjust his breath before he can continue fighting.
And Cheng Shaojing's breath always remained long and lasting, as if he had endless power. From this point of view, he was much stronger than Ming Chengfeng.
Ming Chengfeng seemed to have noticed this. He originally wanted to use the killing move of the angry stick to seize the opportunity and successfully win this group, saving energy to prepare for tomorrow's four-to-two promotion match, but more than thirty moves passed.
Ming Chengfeng found that he could not hurt Cheng Shaojing, and it was difficult to even force him to retreat. He had to use the stick technique that consumed excessive real energy, and he had to maintain the air armor to guard against the opponent's poison technique. Ming Chengfeng knew that if he continued, it would be tantamount to
He exhausted himself to death, so he turned the stick and removed most of the stick shadows. He jumped back and stood up with the stick in his hand. He quickly took a breath of spiritual energy and calmed down his heart.
"No fight?" Yang Zitong was slightly stunned. He couldn't see what Ming Chengfeng wanted to do, and the audience in the stands were also confused.
On the rostrum, Zhong Wuxiu said: "As expected of the most outstanding master among the descendants of the Ming family, Ming Chengfeng is quite wise."
All the family heads nodded in agreement.
On the ring, the two people said they were doing whatever they wanted, with graceful and relaxed movements. But when they stopped, everyone realized that at this time, no matter Ming Cheng, who was actively attacking, or Cheng Shaojing, who was passively being beaten, both of their heads were covered with hair.
The fine beads of sweat showed that the fight just now was not easy.
But the more this happened, the more enthusiasm was aroused in the audience. As the two separated and looked at each other, the enthusiastic audience immediately burst into thunderous applause, even those who could not match the cultivation level of the two due to their cultivation and eyesight.
Those who couldn't see clearly also cheered loudly and their emotions were high for a time.
"It's so exciting, this is a master."
"Damn it, if I can cultivate to this level one day, I can die in peace."
"Ming Chengfeng, I'm optimistic about you."
"Cheng Shaojing is not a bad person either, good job..."
"..." The shouts one after another pushed the competition to a new climax. The cheers of mountains and tsunamis spread to every corner of Zhongtian City. The sky above the packed Ming Family Martial Arts Arena was everywhere.
All echoed with the excited roars of the warriors.
Cheng Shaojing was bathed in thousands of cheers, and raised his hands with great enjoyment. His black pupils had no trace of color, and all his deep demonic nature was aroused.
He raised his head contentedly and closed his eyes slightly: "Ming Chengfeng, did you hear that today I, Cheng Shaojing, am as famous as you?"
Ming Chengfeng didn't speak. There was only deep alertness on his face. He knew that the stick technique just now did not threaten Cheng Shaojing at all. Why did Cheng Shaojing become so scary?
The reason why Cheng Shaojing enjoys the atmosphere around him is not difficult to guess. Cheng Shaojing, who has always been known as a waster in Zhongtian City, has dreamed of becoming a real master one day since he was young. He has also tried hard, but his innate weakness has made him
He has never been able to touch the truly powerful realm of martial arts, nor can he compare with Ming Chengfeng and others.
Cheng Shaojing had heard enough of the never-ending private discussions and sarcastic pointing. Finally one day, he knew a secret, which Cheng Mingqing had spent a lot of money to find out.
, practice a magic skill and turn yourself into a demon, and you will become a peerless master in a short period of time. For this matter, Cheng Mingqing mobilized almost all the power in the family and prepared one after another to cultivate demons.
The treasures needed for the skill, and the last one was the Demon Cultivation Heart Record. After nearly ten years of preparation, Cheng Mingqing obtained the Demon Cultivation Heart Record without any consideration, allowing Cheng Shaojing to become a master of the Divine Martial Realm in just one month.
It was all worth it, even Cheng Mingqing was so excited that he couldn't help but shed tears. It didn't matter if he became a demon, the Cheng family would no longer have to be looked down upon by others.
"Ming Chengfeng is in trouble." Looking at Cheng Shaojing talking proudly to himself on the stage, Feng Jueyu began to worry about Ming Chengfeng. It was no longer anyone's guess what kind of outcome this battle would end in.
Yes.
"Ming Chengfeng." Cheng Shaojing said as expected: "You've beaten enough, this time it's me."
After the words fell, the whole audience suddenly became solemn. They heard Cheng Shaojing raise his hands, and a powerful force of true energy surged out from his body, like a mist wrapping the thin figure. But after a long time, everyone was horrified to find that,
Cheng Shaojing changed from one to two, from two to four, and from four to eight, and actually eight Cheng Shaojings were separated.
"This..." Everyone was stunned: What kind of martial arts is this?
Even Feng Jueyu was stunned, but immediately, Long Ao said: "Oh, it seems that he is well prepared. This is a very basic and practical martial skill among the demons, called Phantom Demon Body."